In The Arms of an Angel | By : CorkyKeller Category: M through R > Reservoir Dogs Views: 1215 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Now" he said "Where were we?"
"I told you I don't know anything about any fucking set up. I've only been on the force eight months, nobody tells me anything!I don't know shit! You can torture me all you want--" he said
"Torture you..that's good..yeah..sounds like fun" Blonde said nodding his head
"Even your boss said there wasn't a set up" the cop yelled getting Blondes full attention
"My what?" he asked
"Your boss" the cop said calmly. Blonde threw his cigarette to the side
"Excuse me pal. Just something I want make clear to you- I don't have a boss. Nobody tells me what to do. You got that? Huh? You hear what I said you son of a bitch?" he asked slapping the cop across the face.
"Alright, alright, you don't have a boss. Okay"
"Look here, I'm not going to bullshit you alright" Blonde said reaching for the duck tape "I don't give a rats fuck what you know or what you don't know. But I'm going to torture you anyway" he said smiling and ripping off a long piece of tape.
"Regardless. Not to get information, it's amusing to me.. to torture a cop. So you can say whatever you want because I've heard it all before." he said waiting to see if the cop would say anything. "All you can do is, pray for a quick death" he said wrapping the piece of tape around the cops head covering his mouth."Which you aint gonna get" he took out his gun and pointed it towards the cop as if he were going to shoot him loving the way the cop jerked back and forth in terror.
It made him laugh and he decided he needed some mood music. He place the gun on the table and brought his foot up reaching inside and taking out a blade
"You ever listen to 'K-Billies super sounds of the seventies'?" He asked before leaning down towards the small radio that lay on the wooden table "It's my personal favorite" he said flipping it on and finding 'K-Billies super sounds of the seventies'.
He walked towards Mr. Orange kneeling down and lifting his jacket to look at his wound. Shaking his head until he hears "Stuck In The Middle" playing over the speakers. A smile on his face he stands straight up, fixes his tie and starts to dance and sing along with the song. The cop stares at him with terror and fear in his eyes.
Finally Mr. Blonde is dancing directly in front of him and stops dancing suddenly throwing his arm out to slice the cops face. He scream under the tape and jerks around desperately. Blonde jumps on top of him and slices his ear off moving off of him and looking at the ear amused.
"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" he asked laughing and standing in front of the cop again.He lifted to the ear up just a few inches away from his mouth "Hey what's going on? Can you hear that" he asked laughing again before he tossed the ear to the side. He look at the cop, thinking deeply
"Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back" he said walking out to Tess' car and taking out a large can of gasoline, walks back into the warehouse. He hears the music and he begins to dance again, opening the can and pouring the gasoline over the cop. He laughs and rips the duck tape away from the cops mouth to hear him scream.
"Stop! Stop it!please don't do this" the cop begs as Blonde walked slowly backwards pouring a trail of gasoline on the floor. He empties the can and throws it to the side taking out his lighter. "Don't please" the cop yells still begging.
"You all through? All through?" Mr. Blonde asks before striking the lighter on "How 'bout a little fire scarecrow" he says before being shot down by Mr. Orange. Orange is still laying on the floor, pale and covered in his own blood as he unloads his gun on Mr. Blonde who after a log moment finally hits the ground with a loud thump.
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